Just a Sec

In a second it all dawned upon me.  From the minute you opened your mouth to the minute it took for you to close it I knew you spoke nothing but truth.  I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to.  I called you a badass (Imma bamf) and I meant it at the time but I’m not sure if I think you’re a badass anymore.  Whatever, it’s all up to the trees now!

It’s comfortable, knowing, all the words.  It really is.  I feel you in me, I see you on me, in the mirror.  Blistering rumours, aren’t that loud, manageable.  Again, those voices, aren’t in my head.  I’ll choose, to be, what I’m not.  It is rainging, cats, then dogs.  He’s entranced by the boobs, melons, and then hope.  The clay set, you bought, knick knacks.  I can’t, stay united, anymore.  The lone tear, gave me fear, on our cheeks.

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I'm nothing like this in real time, I'm nothing like what I want to be and I don't know what I want to be. I can tell you the difference between life and art and I can scream your name if thats what you please. I'm not a big fan of this, I watch too much tv and rarely read the last page of novels or novelettes. You interest me. I examine the meaning of dreams, life's follies, and what my heart tries to tell me. This is what I've figured out so far.

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